The days went on, the time was gone,
I lost my hope and I fell ill.
“I could not rest, I could not sleep,
I hid myself from every eye;
And wearing care to dumb despair
Was changed, and yet I did not cry.
“My goodman came up the street,
And from the street he called to me;
‘Look out, my dear, for I am here,
And safe returned to comfort thee.’